Gr8 Enuff 2 rek ur M8

Chapter 1: Youtube

*sniffs air*  "Ah, Gangnam Style." He cracked his knuckles, a smile formed on his lips.

"Do you think anyone will take your bait?" The troll's good friend asked him with a puzzled look on his face. He was pretty new to computers, but the experienced troll named Osh was determined to teach him.

Osh was the best troll you've ever not met. If he posts it, you'll take his bait. Works everytime for him.

"Yeah, It'll work for sure." The Keyboard clicked and clacked around at the touch of his fingertips. Within a second, the most recent comment on the 2 billion view video belonged to him.

Lol tf how did this video get 2 billion views if their are only 7 million people on the world. Psy uses alt accounts? lol

Josh, Osh's very best friend laughed. Even though this seemed obvious, it took about 50 replies before the "Don't Feed the Troll" comments rolled in. They had a little chuckle.

"Osh, honey, dinner's ready!" Osh's mom called from the house. "Get out of that basement!"

Josh ran up quickly. To bring a plate of food back down to Osh.

He had already gotten himself into another trolling war with someone else named "snipars".

He had kinda given up altogether on beating Osh himself. Then, snipars decided to take a different route to his victory. 

"I'm Gr8 enuff 2 rek ur M8," he typed from his high end alienware in Richville.

Osh considered this challenge, but figured Josh wouldn't notice.

"Josh, you can play while I eat."

Josh, ready to engage in another game of Skyrim, looked at the message with a puzzled expression. He squinted his eyes, cracked his knuckles, and cleared his throat.

The two went at it for a while. Snipars would keep his cool, and continue to take little jabs, have a few laughs, and keep going. Josh wasn't doing so good, however. He tried insulting him, but the insults got more pointless every time.

Showing the ultimate sign of gamer's defeat, Josh ragequit.